Feeds:
Posts
Comments

Posts Tagged ‘corn’

Hello, gorgeous. I’ve introduced you to this corn before, back when the Germans came to town. That was Cafe Habana in Soho. this is Habana Outpost in Fort Greene, Brooklyn. This spot is a bit more happenin’ – since they have outdoor seating and you order inside before picking up your food outside at a truck. When we got there a little after 7 on Wednesday night, the line was out the door. But we had reasons to stay as you can see above. Also, it was Tracee’s birthday.

Here are two of the Savan sisters. They had guacamole and queso sandwiches which HELLO, why didn’t I order that? Next time I will know.

We had to wait quite some time at the truck. I think since it’s been raining so much this may have been their first day being really busy because it was a little insane. They had to stop taking orders at one point so the kitchen could catch up. Also – patience is not rewarded here. If it’s busy and you want your food, you have to make yourself known.

And of course, once you get your food it all is worth it. Cubano sandwich at left and of course some more of that glorious corn.

And now we come to the section in which we were asked nicely to leave. As I said already, it was Tracee’s birthday. So Tracee’s roommate Leigh Anna made her some glorious strawberry cupcakes with vanilla frosting. We even sang her a song:

Well, it didn’t go over well. As soon as we were done singing, the lady in charge at Habana was standing there and in one breath said “Happy birthday” to Tracee and “I need to talk to you” to Leigh Anna at the same time. Basically, there’s a $20 charge to bring outside food in. Which I mean, I get. But cupcakes? Birthday cupcakes? They don’t even have dessert! Like I said, I get it, rules are rules – but you’d think after we all came and had food and drinks, it wouldn’t really be a big deal if we took three seconds to all eat a birthday cupcake. So as we did not pay the $20, we had to leave.

I think this picture is hilarious. Tracee is wearing a birthday sash, which is awesome. And nobody else you can really see. We all love Cafe Habana and it’s not like we won’t be back five million times this summer. We just won’t be bringing cupcakes.

Advertisements

Read Full Post »

I realize two things as I begin this post. 1) I have a post two days back called Prime Meats. These places are not the same. 2) Quality Meats is a steak restaurant and I am leading with a picture of ice cream. That’s how it should be.

Let me introduce you to the world of Quality Meats. It’s in midtown, 58th street to be exact, and the moment I stepped out of the subway I felt like I was in bizarro world. When was the last time I was in midtown? Not a clue.

But now let me take you back to Quality Meats. Quality Meats with Jen McGuire, who was in town JUST to have dinner with me! (I kid, I kid… she came to town to go to Eataly with KP AND THEN go to dinner with me.)

These are the crispy potatoes. I don’t know why I don’t ever ask the servers questions about the menu and assume I always know what it’s talking about because if I knew the crispy potatoes were going to be this crispy, I wouldn’t have ordered them. If you’re a fan of potato chips, then you would like them. My like of potato chips occurs only when I am surrounded with family, a giant bowl of french onion dip, and playing cards. So anyway.

This was the view from my seat. Chloe got some giant steak with the most giant bone and she took half of it home with her. The server asked if she wanted the bone. Like, really? People take that? Also is the gnocchi and cheese (yum) and sweet corn creme brulee (seriously). You should probably try it if you like either corn or creme brulee and would like to imagine them both together.

I went for the ribs:

The good thing was that I ate three or four and had the rest the following night for dinner. The bad news is I tried a bite of KP‘s filet and daaaaaaang that was good.

We all know the most important picture from this post, however, was the first one. I have seen this certain picture of Quality Meats coffee and ice cream donuts like once a week over the past year. I forget what site it’s on – whether it’s OpenTable or some other restauranty website I frequent – but I have seen a picture of that ice cream and donut one too many times and it has been deeply ingrained into my brain. The ice cream is coffee flavored, natch, with donut pieces on it and then the mini donut there on top. I liked it lots. Next time adding chocolate syrup.

Man, I am so sick of wearing cardigans! They’re like my favorite thing in the world but I would like to wear dresses without them now and I would like that to be soon, please (Spring – are you listening?)

And now we come to the portion of my post where I tell you other random happenings in my life because I started doing that and now I can’t stop. The most important thing to note is that I booked my first ticket to Texas to visit my padre and see the Detroit Lions play the Dallas Cowboys. I know the NFL is only half-functioning right now, but I’m hoping they get their act together soon enough. If not, I will still be going to Texas but I will not be watching football. I think I’ll still survive.

Bye!

Read Full Post »

Oh, the Germans. How I miss them so. Them and their always-matching outfits. Seriously. On this particular day they were all wearing light v-necks with khaki shorts and they looked exactly the same when we had gone out the night before. They also have an affinity for ripped jeans. But I love them anyway.

So Cafe Habana. One of my favorite hotspots. Also where I’ve seen David Arquette eating at the bar. But, it’s all about the food. The corn, specifically. And for me, the steak.

I took the boys there last Friday afternoon for lunch and it was a Mad House. And there was no way we were waiting for anything. So we (and by we, I mean I) decided to opt for Cafe Habana to go. And it still took forever.

This corn is worth every minute though. Covered in chili powder and melted cheese… it does not get better than this. Didi liked it so much he got some on his nose:

Now Alex doesn’t like corn so he missed out. He also missed out by ordering a freaking cheeseburger. I do not get it. He complained about the crappy food he kept eating but everywhere we went, he ordered a cheeseburger! And he was disappointed when this one was so greasy. Come on now, Alex. :)

Now what he SHOULD have ordered is what I got:

Sure, it’s just replacing one red meat with another but at least it’s not another freaking cheeseburger! And it’s so delicious! Mmm mmm. I do love Cafe Habana, even though it’s always packed. :)

Read Full Post »

Did you know there’s a Restaurant Week Truck? Well, there is and it’s been taking soups all over the city from various Restaurant Week restaurants this week and last. It’s been parked a few blocks from my office the past few days so you know I had to check it out.

I went on Monday and I brought Will with me ’cause he’s one of my faves. Here was the menu for the day:

I haven’t been to any of those three restaurants, but it’s pretty hard for me to pass up a bisque. So I didn’t. Will got the roasted corn from Maya because he loves his veggies.

I was especially impressed with the branding of the Restaurant Week Truck. They had a Coca-Cola station set up next to it giving out free 100-calorie bottles, as they are one of the sponsors of Restaurant Week. And the paper bags were cute:

Inside the bags were the Restaurant Week menus for the three restaurants who made the soups as well as a Restaurant Week booklet. And apparently Will got a JetBlue keychain, but I did not. Haters!

Will liked his corn soup and said that he was ready for another and I liked my shrimp bisque from North Square as well:

Nice work, Restaurant Week Truck, you get an A.

Read Full Post »

Um, I have a new favorite restaurant in Park Slope. It’s called Bogota Latin Bistro & Mojito Restaurant and my question to you is why am I not there right now?

My friend Mara introduced me to this place on Saturday night and it was perfect for splitting a bunch of small plates/appetizers. We had Elote Asado: grilled corn, chipotle mayo, queso fresco and lime juice. Mara told me about a guy¬† she knows who just doesn’t like cheese. At all. And I must tell you, my friends, that that is a DEALBREAKER. Haha.

And the other appetizer that I am now obsessed with is the Papa Criolla: Colombian bite-sized potatoes with salsa rosada, which was like a dipping sauce (something about Latin 1,000 island dressing?)

Yay for blurry pictures! The potatoes were good and the sauce made them even better. It reminded me a lot of the sauces you can get with your french fries at Pommes Frites. Geeze, I haven’t made it there in ages. Put that on my list of to-dos, please.

We also had rice and beans and some gauc and Mara had a Caipirinha or two and I started with a Strawberry Mojito for reasons I do not know, as I do like strawberries but neither mint nor lime. Opps. It just sounded nice, I guess. But then I pretended it was summer and ordered a Strawberry Colada and it made everything better.

Excellent choices, all around.

I like this place, lots, and I can’t wait to go there again. The ambiance is really fun.

I’m going to blame my drinks for the blurriness of all of these pictures. Notice how my first picture was completely fine but it just goes downhill after that. After Bogota, we went to my new favorite bar in Park Slope: Union Hall, which everybody and their brother already goes to but it was the first time for me. It’s huge and it looks like a library inside and there’s bocce ball and bands play downstairs. We met up with some people before going to Bar 4 and crammed seven of us in one car to get there, which I remembered yesterday while sitting in my kitchen. Can it be Saturday again, please? Sometimes it is just too much fun. :)

Read Full Post »

%d bloggers like this: